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A curtain fall, for an instant, rabba ve thrives
Chikni Chameli, uninformed a smile arrives
Again, the heart gets to have its say
Cannabis earlier, now in a tragic lover's tale
Mention of death, shakes up the inner core
Feelings of the heart are brought afore
Alas, again shortlived is the bliss
The warring couple are back to another tiff
Welcome aboard to BFTP's 22nd thread
Happy and sad, all feelings are spread
A fancy dress show comes out of nowhere
Just a few moments to cherish, rejoice and stare
when it's really and truly trying and yet we can't let go... it's either terrible addiction or terrifying but gorgeous love. look at asr and khushi. look at us.
all of us coming to this thread know, this point on many things will hurt. pretty badly at that. insides sometimes shudder at the thought, or frustration makes us grit teeth, write off a nasty post or three. yet here we are... because it's not about those things really, it's about a feeling that lingers despite all of that.
just now while putting together this post, i went to episode 218 (posted in thread #21)... the evening of dilli mein bali was coming to an end. the entire bali thing had left most of us in a what the state... no meaning, suddenly plonked in. but there were moments in it that made us swoon. and then while watching i saw the shot below. believe me, i felt dhakdhak. that's it. this is the reason one can't just say, impossible, nothing makes sense... and leave. khushi didn't when asr dragged her off to a temple. asr couldn't when he saw her with shyam. so how can you and i?
many of the threads of their tale were never neatly tied up, but somehow it did not matter. nothing mattered, except that feeling and what it did to one. i stared at the two of them sleeping next to each other the very first time. snuggling. then he moved and opened his eyes and saw her. even without rabba vey notes coming in i knew his heart had leapt. just like mine. perfect communication.
loop closed.
reminds me a bit of "jab jo bura kaha uska koi matlab nahin... jab jo bura kiya usska koi matlab nahin... iss pyaar mein sahi aur galat ka koi matlab nahin..."
maybe we closed the loops really with our response to moments such as these. there was no question of breaking the tie ever. love, hate, makes sense, doesn't make sense, no matter what. welcome to an all new thread, let's go catch some mad rabba veys... he just made her hold her ears and do uthak baithak and i went awww. now all this is either leading to permanent brain damage or prolonged youth (with unwrinkled skin and toned arms). whatever it is, it isn't normal. it's ipk.
and the only thing that means anything is... main hamesha hamesha tumse ...
Credits: DurgaS has written the opening lines and the welcome poem, the IPK banner is by ArshiHamesha, the GIF banner is created by Katelyn, she has also edited the music, the Sleep with me edit and text are by indi52, and supriya.arshi, DurgaS and indi52 have designed the main posts.
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